Taganga was nothing more than a small quaint fishing village near Tyrona park. It was set in a beautiful cove which softened the rough waves of the Caribbean.

With not much to do in town, Fiona and I walked over the hills to a small beach where we met up with some French friends from Cartagena and quickly scanned around to find somewhere with fewer tourists. A few inlets further down the beach, we found a tiny patch of pebbles where no one was in sight.

We spent a great day floating in the salty green and warm waters until the sun set

The real purpose for Taganga was for us to get to Park Tyrona, where all of the secluded beaches in the park where, the next day we paid a man to take us by boat to avoid the long walk through the jungle.

Beach paradise

Picture a beach with warm green water. A small cove nestled by two large rocky hills. On a pile of rocks, high up, is 20 hammocks under a thatched roof for sleeping. The sand is light beige and the sun is bright and warm. Coconut trees line the beach... and only a handful of tourists are walking around.

Welcome to El Cabo beach in Tyrona.

It was, hands down, the best beach I'd ever seen in all of my travels. The beach had a feeling that you were somewhere far from the rest of the world. The fact that a 45 minute hike from the main entrance or a very rough boat ride for 2 hours were the only 2 ways of getting there made sure that only a few tourists went to this beach.

A long chain of beaches were easily walkable to the left or right down the Carribean coast.

I spent 3 days there sleeping in a hammock at night under the stars. The pictures say it all.